In a festival called the Dragon Boat Festival in a certain year that Jinghao never appeared, in a delicate situation, the cross-world bosses clicked on a subtle chat interface at the same time, and then met by chance in a wonderful situation.

The chat interface was blank, and none of the dozen or so avatars displayed online appeared.

A few bosses living in a non-modern technological era sit idly by, oblivious to the wonderful images in front of them, but there is a subtle sense of familiarity and intimacy.

Mainly, the people around don't seem to see this interface, and the only exception is that the feeling is to satisfy the layering of several people who are already high.

And then—

Mr. Lin: I'll go, what the hell is this, Lao Tzu deleted it eighteen times and didn't delete it.

Grid: Uninstall.

Mr. Lin: I unloaded it 80 times.

Mr. Lin: Damn, Lao Tzu has a software that is about to be handed over, whether you use it to save face or not, please trouble Lao Tzu to close this interface and write a program now, and then come back and Lao Tzu will fight with you alone.

Brother Zhong: Heads-up? You are a mouthful, don't think too highly of yourself.

Yanju: Shut up.

Daddy: Oh, stupid.

Mayor: In public, be silent.

Mr. Lin: @幸爸, who do you say is stupid? You can't make this program, right? The @#@%*¥& involved in it is not the current level at all, and there is #%@#% technology......

Brother Zhong: You said it very well, you just shut it down.

……

The inside was boiling and the world was fried, and several bosses in the non-technological era who looked at the Western scenery looked away from each other and turned back to the things in front of them.

Albert lifted his eyelashes and closed them lazily, hiding in the only corner where the sun could reach, keeping his body warm enough to maintain basic functions.

Li Xie threw the battle report he had just sent on the table, and when he went to get the teacup, he found that the tea inside had already been cold, and outside the door, the beauty who came over was holding a cup of freshly boiled tonic soup, hooking the corners of her mouth and revealing the most suitable smile.

Feng Yi turned his head and continued to operate the mecha to stand up and fight.

Ranster was a little disturbed by the faint light of the interface, and stiffened his straight posture, silently thinking about whether to go out and change into a more comfortable coffin when it got dark.

Maxwell was curious about the things that suddenly appeared in front of him and would continue to have conversations, so he casually took the solvent that he had just prepared at hand that could corrupt a qiē thing, and poured it all over while observing.

Chongze pinched the Buddhist scripture in his hand and casually flipped through a page.

And the little prince Douding Mingjinghan, who only had three heads, suddenly appeared in front of him, and even the nurse who was chasing him next to him couldn't see it, looking at the conversations that kept popping up inside, he curiously stretched out his hand and kept poking around the interface.

He poked hard, laughing out a few small teeth stained with shiny saliva.

After remembering the wonderful sound, the screen shrank quickly and paused.

And then—

Your Highness: [Picture]

In the photo, the little prince, who is less than three years old, grinned innocently and cutely at the screen, and his facial features that had not yet opened could already be seen in a few colors when he grew up, and his especially clear eyes still carried enough bewilderment and innocence to make people scream.

Especially in the corner, there is a small hand that seems to want to reach over and hold hands.

In an instant, a group of all kinds of passers-by who frantically swiped the screen and applauded came out of the group of only a dozen people, and praised the photo that appeared for less than a minute without dead ends in 360 degrees.

The mayor glanced at it silently, looked down at his abs hidden under his shirt, and felt a little disdainful in his heart.

It's just a milk doll that hasn't opened yet.

At the same time, this idea appeared in the minds of the bosses more or less deeply.

The mayor of Tang, who seemed to have no zài all the way, sat in the office, skillfully clicked on the screen, and lowered his head to see that Wen Jiàn's movements were the most skillful and natural.

Three seconds later, he realized something, and the footage he looked at with a slight frown was accurately recorded and automatically transmitted.

District Mayor: [Picture]

Completely different from the male and female Xiao Douding just now, the facial features are deep and distinct, and the photos full of the charm of adult men appear in the chat interface, it seems that he has just been disturbed from work, and his slightly frowning brows are still a little impatient, but with the unique courage of serious work, he is so handsome that he immediately attracted a large wave of licking screens.

Unable to sleep, Prince Rincter, who was so noisy that he couldn't even hold on to his favorite position, couldn't bear to punch the chat interface.

Prince: [Picture]

Against a dim background, a pale face, bewitching and deep eyebrows, and slightly purple lips......

The army of screen swiping is once again overwhelming.

Li Xie frowned, distraught by the noise, struggling whether to gamble with a war, completely taking himself and the only person who would care about him out of this disgusting whirlpool, and after hearing the news reminder in his ears one after another, he shook the teacup and smashed it.

Li Xie: [Picture]

After a slightly blurry picture, the frowning young man was covered with a rare melancholy, like a flower blooming in a dark corner, beautiful, gloomy, quiet at the same time, but at any time it could swallow and digest the person who intended to approach.

The howling wolves grew even more frantic.

Maxwell looked at the unaffected thing in front of him, and changed to a solid powdery porcelain bottle to retest, and the powder poured out swept somewhere with a subtle "click".

Mage: [Picture]

Sitting in a wheelchair, the silver-haired and silver-eyed man looked at the camera indifferently, and two small pointed ears emerging from the top of his head could be seen vaguely, and the fluffy fox tail behind him was dragging on the ground, indicating that the owner was not in a good mood.

Passers-by were already howling, eager to pluck every hair as a souvenir.

There are too many benefits one after another, too much, and the appearance of each photo must break through the sky, and the reality of only one minute of zài can't reduce the impact of enough for a year to come.

There are a total of fourteen accounts, and five have exploded in the blink of an eye.

The accounts of various passers-by are still frantically swiping the screen, and an account that has been automatically amplified by the system comes out and says a word.

Mr. Lin: I changed some of the programs just now, and those who haven't uploaded photos have already set up automatic photography.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone was immediately tricked.

Shigezawa: [Picture]

The man in the dark purple robe in the photo is not at all affected by the farce just now, from the hair meticulously tied in the crown to the naturally straight back to the feet of the robe that have not even been stained with dust, the hands holding the Buddhist scriptures are slender and white, blocking the sexy curve of the chin and the tightly stitched neckline.

It is so strong that it completely envelops the whole person with an ascetic aura.

Obviously, he was fully dressed and calm, but in his mind, he was ruthlessly plucked a hundred times, a hundred times.

The comment was rounded a hundred times, a hundred times.

Mayor: [Picture]

This time it was rare to be photographed a large piece of clothes, a little far away from the camera, it seems that the owner is doing something, the abdomen that was photographed can faintly see a few furrows of distinct muscles, and the tight body of the inverted triangle is extremely attractive, making people want to rush up and pick up the clothes.

However, the following photos followed.

Grid: [Image]

Man-Demon: [Picture]

Feng Yi: [Picture]

Yanju: [Picture]

Zhong Yue: [Picture]

In the end, the lucky father who was recruited stared at the camera with a look of "settling accounts after the autumn", holding a coffee to his mouth and pecking lightly, as if he was drinking the blood of those who were waiting to watch the show in front of the screen.

In particular, he curled the tip of his tongue slightly, and temporarily rested on his upper lip.

The rest of the people were also somewhat impatient and bored, but in the end, they were still screaming all over the place.

Mr. Lin: [Picture]

Lin Bo's expression was contrary to his usual impatience or inadvertentness, he looked like he was quite frightened, the teacup in his hand was smashed to the ground, and a large piece of his pants was splashed, obviously he didn't expect that he would be punished after turning around.

Brother Zhong: You deserve it, grandson.

Mayor: Well done.

Dad: Hah!

Yanju: Self-inflicted, can't live.

The remaining passers-by who determined their idols based on their appearance giggled and laughed, and expressed praise to Mr. Lin with complaints.

If the son does not go to hell, who will go to heaven?

The chat interface is boiling lively, with a sound of "ding", and the huge words occupy the whole picture - send the blessings of the Dragon Boat Festival, and the interface will be automatically closed, otherwise you will continue to take pictures and broadcast live.

Almost the second after this sentence appeared, new news instantly appeared on the originally emptied screen.

Mr. Lin: I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival, eat a lot of food, and the body is croaking.

――[Mr. Lin] Exit the chat interface.

The first people to try the crab proved that the crab was non-poisonous and delicious, and the people who followed immediately followed.

Dad: Good luck.

Brother Zhong: The Dragon Boat Festival is good, the study is good, and the grades are good.

Gewu: The festival is also the Dragon Boat Festival, and the flowers are good to accompany people.

District Chief: Can love what you love, can protect what you hold.

Yanju: Stay away from troublesome people, get rid of troublesome things.

Feng Yi: I wish you can have what you desire, or you can have the strength to get what you want.

Mage: Gives you a privilege of only breaking your hands and feet when you get close to the Tower of Death.

Prince: You can sleep until dark.

Li Xie: I can find someone who cares about you, and you care about her.

Mayor: During the Dragon Boat Festival, I wish you all good health, physical fitness, participation in national sports, and fun.

Human demons: Eat well, dress warmly, and don't get sick.

Chongze: Liberation from the outside of the body, not confined to the mortal.

Your Highness: [smiley].

With the continuous display of prompts, the thin chat group quickly fell into loneliness, and passers-by inevitably sighed a little, discussing the beauty just now, and sighed with a sense of loss.

Then, the photo was re-sent in its entirety.

Passerby A No. 289: I just saved the photo.

Thereupon......